Li Su laid the portable gas stove flat on the only intact square table in the ruins, twisted the knob to the end, and with the crackling electric pulse, blue flames burst out of the heart. The flames were beating a little restlessly, and a little heat was blowing in their faces.

He put a small pot on the gas stove again, took out the boxes of soy milk that had been packed before and poured them into the pot, and the black strainer above the pot filtered away the broken bean dregs and bean skin, leaving only the clear soybean milk beating in the pot, like a fine raw silk, white and flawless.

After pouring all the two boxes, the undulating liquid level calmed down again, the flame of the gas stove gently licked the bottom of the pot, and the temperature of the soy milk slowly increased. Li Su took out another pair of chopsticks and slowly stirred the soy milk to heat it evenly so that it would not be carbonized. It's already morning, and the early morning sun is evenly sprinkled on the devastated Kassel campus, and the soybean milk that is stirred and deformed by chopsticks under the sunlight actually has a delicate and transparent texture, which is pleasing to the eye.

The sound of familiar footsteps bypassed the ruins, and the familiar girl appeared behind Li Su. "What are you doing?"

"Make tofu brains." Li Su looked back at Qin Nai, she had changed into the familiar Kassel school uniform, but instead of the familiar dark green but deep red, her skin was even whiter against the backdrop of the intoxicating color of red wine. The hair was neatly combed, a hairband of the same color was tied in a low ponytail behind him, and the long hairband hung down with the hair, soft as the girl next door.

Finding that Li Su was looking at him, Kotono explained the origin of this school uniform as she walked.

"I just met Lancelot when I was looking for you, the same man you said you were on their side when you took me to the Lionheart to meet him that day. He said that there was a girl who was supposed to attend the hearing who was injured, and she was so small that no one could wear the custom-made school uniform, so he decided to let me go to the hearing with you. ”

"It's really small." Li Su smiled and stroked Kotono's head, she was only a little taller than him who was sitting.

"Do you want to die!" Qin Nai's eyes were round, her eyebrows were upside down, she held the back of Li Su's hand with one hand, and pressed his elbow joint with the other, easily cutting Li Su's left hand behind her back.

"Don't, don't, I'm wrong!" Li Su screamed while raising his right hand, which was still holding chopsticks, to beg for mercy. "You can scold me, but don't waste food! Food is sinless! ”

Kotono let go of Li Su, and her face softened slightly. "In your words, you're such a foodie."

"Of course." Li Su admitted with a big grin, inserted the chopsticks back into the soy milk and continued to stir. "Love and food can't be disappointed."

"But why do you still want to make food in this situation?"

"It's not that I'm still thinking about making food in this situation," Li Su sighed. "It was an accident that happened when I was making food, do you know how difficult it is for me to rescue this large pile of things?"

"Make tofu brain in the early morning?"

"No, no, no." The soy milk was already completely boiling, Li Su extinguished the gas stove, put a thermometer into the pot, and continued to rummage through the drawer. "The soy milk was made by the soybean milk machine last night, and I was going to make it this morning, but now I have nothing to do, isn't it okay to make something to eat?"

Li Su got up to give up the chair for Qinnai, leaned against the half-broken wall and sniffed the gradually thicker bean fragrance.

Kotono didn't refuse either, and sat down in a chair. She suddenly thought of something and sighed. "The classmate next door to you...... It's really spicy to the eyes. ”

"Not really," Li Su sighed as well. "Don't look at the spicy eyes."

As the crowds grew, the chefs lined up the food trucks by the ruins and began to serve breakfast, the aroma of Munich grilled sausages and green onion toast wafting in the wind and the aroma of soy milk. The long line in front of the medical point and the breakfast service point gradually lengthened, and Li Suqinnai next to the big bed and the table next door was sandwiched in the middle. The surrounding students were also attracted by the fragrance of soy milk, and they all turned their heads to look at Li Su who was busy curiously.

When the thermometer showed that the temperature had dropped to 90 degrees, Li Su took out the thermometer and sprinkled some glucolactone, stirred it slightly, and then pulled out his chopsticks and waited for it to solidify slowly.

After 10 minutes, the tender tofu brain is formed. The solidified surface is as smooth as a mirror, and a layer of clear thin water can be faintly seen, and the white surface is reminiscent of a fine mutton fat jade, which can be broken by blowing.

Li Su filled half a bowl, put in a little oil chili, a few drops of soy sauce and sesame oil, add a little ginger seed oil, sprinkle in a pinch of pepper, and finally sprinkle some chopped green onions, and a bowl of tofu brain with full color and flavor is completed. Li Su inserted a spoon and handed it to Kotono behind him. "Taste a little?"

Kotono took the tofu brain, mixed well, scooped a spoonful and put it in his mouth, and after a while, his face was filled with happiness, and it seemed that he felt the gospel of the god of tofu brain.

Li Su also served himself a bowl, closed his eyes and tasted it carefully, feeling the spicy and smooth tenderness.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and a trace of noise interrupted Li Su's emotion.

"Senior brother, what time is it? You didn't close the curtains, did you? ”

"It's such a big sun, it's probably noon? Get up for lunch! ”

The wooden bunk bed squeaked and swayed, as if Fingal had gotten out of bed and was about to climb down.

"Whoa, whoa!" Fingal suddenly screamed.

"What's the ghost called? Think you're a rooster? Even if you're a rooster, it's not morning. "This is Lu Mingfei's voice." Whoop Oooo ”

"It crows like a hen, and says I'm ......," Fingal muttered.

The two "sleeping Davids" next door seemed to have finally woken up, and acquaintances from all walks of life stepped forward to say hello, completely ignoring the dilemma of the other party's naked fruit.

"Good morning." This is Chelan, the president of the last freshman association.

"Chilan! Want to try tofu brain? ”

Qilan was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Li Su to take the initiative to invite. "Okay."

"Hey! Awake? Lancelot, the vice president of the Lionheart Society, waved his hand from afar.

"Yangtze River Knight! Would you like a bowl? ”

"What is the Yangtze River Knight?" Lancelot frowned, but still took the tofu brain handed by Li Su.

"Our honorific title for Lancelot, Knight of the Round Table." Li Su replied.

"We all thought you'd sleep until noon! And I want it too! Natsumi jumped and ran over.

"Yes, yes!" Li Su filled another bowl.

"Just drink this table wine? Don't you feel astringent? Caesar picked up the bedside bottle, glanced at the label, and shook his head disdainfully.

"Come, President." Li Su also handed Caesar a bowl, and the other party hesitated for a moment, but was finally moved by the fragrance of soybeans and did not refuse the gift.

"Can you really be so calm in the face of a catastrophe? I'd like to invite you to take some neurological tests...... Can you give me a bowl? Masashi Toyama also walked over.

"Okay!"

When Fingal and Lu Mingfei were still at a loss for words, Chu Zihang came over, and Li Su shared a bowl with him without hesitation.

Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment and didn't expect this kind of god to unfold, as the president of the Lionheart Club, it was naturally inappropriate to speak while eating, so he had to hold the bowl of tofu brain with one hand and continue to explain the situation to the two who were still confused, like Li Tianwang who held the pagoda in his hand.

"There was an accident in the ice cellar last night, and the cause has not yet been identified. The college announced that it could be an earthquake. Several people were injured, but not dead. ”

Lu Mingfei and Fingal both scratched their heads, revealing expressions of "Oh, that's what happened, I'm relieved to say that".

After explaining clearly, Chu Zihang turned around and left, digging a spoonful of tofu brain.

"Hey, hey......" Lu Mingfei and Fingal shouted in unison.

"What do you want me to help with?" The spoon in his hand was still hanging in the air.

"Yes...... Can you get me some clothes? Lu Ming said neaistently. Yes...... Can I make an orange juice and grilled sausage? Fingal said embarrassedly, "I'm not clothed, so I can't get out of bed......"

After being silent for a few seconds, Lu Mingfei grabbed the wine bottle at the head of the bed and threw it on the top bunk, "Hey! Can there be some dignity? The priority is not to eat! ”

"There is no dignity to speak of when you are hungry!" Fingal is right.

"Hungry first, hungry first!" Li Su handed over the last two bowls of tofu brain.

"Senior Brother Li, you are really my own brother!" Fingal burst into tears.

The atmosphere became eerie and harmonious, with men and women gathered together in this area...... Eating tofu brain, the tempting spicy taste stimulates everyone's salivary glands and makes people appetite. A small bowl of tofu brain is like a soccer ball on the battlefield of World War I at Christmas, like a ping-pong pong that eases relations between China and the United States, connecting the Lionhearts, the Freshman Association, the Student Council, the school teachers and the Dragons, and the world has reached a real unity in this moment.

Li Su turned around and raised his mobile phone to smile at the camera, recording this rare scene, and everyone's expressions in the camera were soft and beautiful.